Everywhere on that planet, each individual, with all his presence, senses everything around him 'iskoloonitzinernly' or, as your favorites would say, 'blissfully-delightfully.'

Cosmic Consciousness


Cosmic Consciousness is consciousness of the Cosmos, it is the awareness that there exist other planets than our own, other suns and the Sun Absolute, and that they are the centers of a being; it is thus a consciousness of the body of God. (A.R. Orage)


Jean Toomer's Epiphany


"In the unitive vision the identity of the individual with the universal is experienced, and it is perceived that this identity encompasses all being as an eternally valid fact. It has not come into being with the seer's attainment to the vision, but simply is. What comes into being, or more truly, is developed in the seer, is the seer's capacity to perceive the identity. In this context it seems meaningless to say that any individual man ever attains anything. The spirit raises its human vehicle out of its own being and, through this vehicle, achieves knowledge both of the qualities it has made manifest to itself and of the undifferentiated and unmanifest being within which all qualities inhere. Our life is its life; our awareness is its awareness; our desire to live, to experience, and to know, is its desire."
(Sri Madhava Ashish in Ginsburg, Seymour B., In Search of the Unitive Vision: Letters of Sri Madhava Ashish to an American Businessman, 1978-1997. Boca Raton: New Paradigm Books, 2001.)


Ye are gods, all of you sons [and daughters] of the Most High. Psalm 82:6


Samadhi - An endeavor to convey a glimpse of its glory

Vanished the veils of light and shade, Lifted every vapor of sorrow, Sailed away all dawns of fleeting joy, Gone the dim sensory mirage. Love, hate, health, disease, life, death: Perished these false shadows on the screen of duality. The storm of maya stilled By magic wand of intuition deep. Present, past, future, no more for me, But ever-present, all-flowing. I. I. Everywhere. Planets, stars, stardust, earth, Volcanic bursts of doomsday cataclysms, Creations molding furnace, Glaciers of silent X rays, burning electron floods, Thoughts of all men, past, present, to come, Every blade of grass, myself, mankind, Each particle of universal dust, Anger, greed, good, bad, salvation, lust, I swallowed, transmuted all Into a vast ocean of blood of my own one Being. Smoldering joy, oft-puffed my meditation Blinding my tearful eyes, Burst into immortal flames of bliss, Consumed my tears, my frame, my all. Thou art I, I am Thou, Knowing, Knower, Known, as One. Tranquilled, unbroken thrill, eternally, living, ever-new peace, Enjoyable beyond imagination of expectancy, samadhi bliss! Not an unconscious state Or mental chloroform without willful return, Samadhi but extends my conscious realm Beyond limits of the mortal frame To farthest boundary of eternity, Where I, the cosmic Sea, Watch the little ego floating in Me, Mobile murmurs of atoms are heard; The dark earth, mountains, vales, lo, molten liquid! Flowing seas change into vapors of nebulae. Aum blows upon vapors, opening wondrously their veils. Oceans stand revealed, shining electrons, Till, at the last sound of the cosmic drum, Vanish the grosser lights into eternal rays Of all-pervading bliss. From joy I came, for joy I live, in sacred joy I melt. Ocean of mind, I drink all creations waves. Four veils of solid, liquid, vapor, light, Lift Aright. I, in everything, enter the Great Myself. Gone forever, fitful, flickering shadows of mortal memory; Spotless is my mental sky, below, ahead, and high above; Eternity and I, one united ray. A tiny bubble of laughter, I Am become the Sea of Mirth Itself. (Paramahansa Yogananda)


Thine own consciousness, shining, void, and inseparable from the Great Body of Radiance, hath no birth, nor death, and is the Immutable Boundless Light. (Padmasambhava, The Tibetan Book of the Dead)


There is a Light that shines beyond all things on earth, beyond us all, beyond the heavens, beyond the highest, the very highest heavens. This is the Light that shines in our heart. (CHANDOGYA UPANISHAD)


The work of the ear ends with hearing, the work of the eye ends with seeing, the work of the mind ends with ideas, whereas the Spirit is an emptiness yielding to all things. (Chuang Tzu)


"Divine I am inside and out; and I make holy whatever I touch." (Walt Whitman)

"Strong upon me the life that does not exhibit itself, yet contains all the rest..." (Walt Whitman)

"I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least." (Walt Whitman)


A scientific view of what is going on in the brain during these states of consciousness.

Science of Cosmic Consciousness


Endless Search © 2004 Ian C MacFarlane